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You are inside me.You are inside me, Ma in the muladhara, the sahasrara, and the wish-granting manipura. The Ganges flows to the left, the Yamuna to the right; in their midst streams the Sarasvati where Siva and Sakti shine. Meditating on You like this a ruby-red snake sleeping coiled around the Lord Self-Born a man is blessed. In each glorious lotus Muladhara, svadhisthana, manipura at the navel, anahata, and visuddha You incarnate as letters v to s, be to l, d to ph, k to th, * sixteen vowels at the throat, and h and ks between the eyebrows. * * My teacher was firm with me; he told me to think of You like this in my body. Brahma and the four gods, and Dakini and her five saktis inhabit the ascending lotuses, supported underneath by an elephant, a crocodile, a ram, an antelope, and a second elephant. If you hold your breath you can know Her and hear the buzzing hum of a drunken bee. Earth, water, fire, and air dissolve immediately when you sound “yam,” ram,” “lam,” “ham,” and “haum.” Then cast me a compassionate glance — I keep being reborn! Your feet alone drip nectar. You are Sakti, cosmic sound, and Siva the dot in “Om” full of nectar like the moon. Who can leave the One Self? Ritual worship, controversies over dualism and nondualism these don’t bother me, for the Great Mistress of Time tramples Time. Once sleep is broken there’s no more sleep, and the soul will be turned into Siva. Could one like this even if reborn drown anew in the senses? Liberation adores him like a daughter. Pierce the agna cakra; dispel the devotee’s despair. Traveling past lotuses four, six, ten, twelve, sixteen, and two to the thousand-petaled flower at the top of the head the female swan unites with Her handsom amde in the residence of the Lord. Hearing Prasad’s words, the yogi floats in a sea of bliss.